ALL THE PRESSING OF THE KEYS

its tough sometimes
to not get whimsical here

a rouse of wings 

dreaming in the midnight blossom

dont mean to - 

should be all rocks

like gabbro or basalt

or 

the slow inevitable finality

of a precise concrete pour

lines you can park a digger on
once theyve settled

& also i leave in a typo or two
stockade edifices to humdrum impurity

& cos of all the effort
i cant be bothered with
with all the pressing of the keys